Nhạc sĩ: Carlos Lyra, Norman Gimbel
Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu
On the road of life I travel, looking forward, never back, looking to the dream before me, living old dreams in my track. Lugar bonito, bonito, it's a pretty place I see, lugar bonito, bonito, where the road is taking me. Earth is barren where I walk from, but it's green to where I go, I will get there, I'm not certain, when I get there I will know. Lugar bonito, bonito, it's a pretty place I see, lugar bonito, bonito, where the road is taking me. Long and lonely, hard and dusty, is this road I walk upon, but the journey's end gets nearer as the day gone by gets gone. Lugar bonito, bonito, it's a pretty place I see, lugar bonito, bonito, where the road is taking me. Lugar bonito, bonito, it's a pretty place I see, lugar bonito, bonito, where the road is taking me. On the road of life I travel, looking forward, never back, looking to that dream before me, living old dreams in my track. Lugar bonito, bonito, it's a pretty place I see, lugar bonito, bonito, where the road is taking me. Lugar bonito, bonito...
